The ghost chili pepper

She shrieked frenziedly as a scalded cat,
sprung from her place
like the fire of a gun,
ready to burn everything
with the smoke gushing from her ear-holes
and drown everything in the sea of her tears,
leaving the world with squalid smoke and ashes.
She could feel the flames
blazing her from within,
slitting her delicate skin into fragments,
roasting her tongue with its piercing blades.
O why she was burning desperately as
such that all the ice of the world was insufficient to calm her?
Elsewhere she tasted bhut jolokia!!!


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About aashi

Aashi Husain alias Fatima Afshan is a teacher by profession. She lives in India. Several of her poems have been published in anthologies like 'The Aquillrelle Wall of poetry book five and six', 'Umbilical Chords', 'The Divine Madness', The Dawn Beyond Waste', Colours of Refuge' etc.Apart from poetry, she likes to write short stories and articles too. She writes in Hindi, and Urdu languages also.

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